My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Lu Shaoming stretched out his hand and slowly touched the photo. His fingers lovingly brushed against the girl’s eyes, until the tears by her cheeks…

His heart ached.

He felt his heart ache again.

Three months ago, when he saw her for the first time, it was a similar feeling to this.

Was the person hidden in the depths of his heart experiencing heartache?

The manager of the shop looked at his own boss staring at this photo, so he started to explain, “Boss, this photo was taken by one of my staff members randomly. This Asian girl was gorgeous, and we did not know what she had met with, but she was crying furiously and was deeply upset. She was feeling helpless so my staff took this photo and I hung it on the window, there have been many who have come to ask for this girl’s contact information over the past few months…”

The manager made a joke.

Lu Shaoming stretched out his hand to tear the photo down, and then placed it into his own pocket. He turned and walked towards the main doors.

“Boss, you….”

“She is my wife.” The man left him with a sentence and walked out the door.

The shop manager’s mouth was in an O shape: Oh my god, it was actually the lady boss?

The lady boss seemed to be very young.

…

The luxury sedan cruised on the streets. Both of Lu Shaoming’s hands were on the steering wheel. He glanced sideways to look at photo lying on the front passenger seat.

He had found the version of her from three months ago.

His mind had flash of their first meeting in America. She turned around with her lonely figure, and the sunset made her shadow look very long…

The person hidden in his heart, if he knew beforehand that this wife would be so lonely and roam the streets alone, would he still go to the United Kingdom to go for the surgery?

Why did he not bring her along for the surgery?

Lu Shaoming shook his head in pain. His ears suddenly had a sharp pant, and his head was hurting.

Ding! At this moment, the sound of vehicles’ horns rang out. Looking through the rear view mirror, he saw a car coming towards him from the turn and directly barreled in his direction.

Lu Shaoming spared a look, there were no cars in the lane to his right, and he turned the steering wheel and wanted to change lanes.

But when he was about to do so, he froze. He heard that he had lost his memory due to a car accident.

If…

Bang! The two cars collided with one another. A traffic accident occurred on the busy streets of Wall Street.

The man and the car door fell onto the ground. There was warm blood trickling down from his forehead. His entire body was in pain, and he barely opened his eyes with much strength.

The crowd of people had recognized him. “Isn’t that Young Master Lu? Call an ambulance quick!”

The man’s senses were in a haze. He only used his hand to hold tight with all his strength.

In his palm was a photograph of her.

“Ning Qing…”

…

Inside the Ning Villa, Yue Wanqing was preparing to sleep, but she heard a scream from her daughter’s room. “Ah, Shaoming…”

Yue Wanqing quickly ran into her daughter’s room, and she saw Ning Qing curled up on her bed. She had gone to bed very early tonight, and she was in the middle of a nightmare.

She did not know what she was dreaming of. Ning Qing was shaking from head to toe. Big fat tears fell from her eyes and made the pillow wet.

She was shaking her head nonstop, and she was murmuring something in a blur, “No, Shaoming… Don’t… Don’t leave me behind…”

“Qingqing, Qingqing…” Yue Wanqing was visibly shocked. She stretched out her hand to pat her daughter’s small face and said nervously, “Qingqing, wake up. You are in the middle of a nightmare. Don’t be scared; be careful not to harm the kid.”

After hearing her say “kid,” Ning Qing slowly opened her eyes. Her tear filled eyes focused on her mother in a blur. She was confused for a few seconds. “Mum….”

Because she was crying, her voice was a little hoarse.

Yue Wanqing felt her heart break as she helped her to sit up, and she took a soft cushion to place behind her back. At the side of the bed, she took her hand to wipe her tears and said, “Qingqing, what was your nightmare? Don’t shout so loudly in the future; you scared Mum just now. Don’t forget that you are someone who is about to become a mother. Take note of the child.”

Ning Qing placed her small head and lay in her mother’s embrace. She stretched out her hand to touch her own stomach and had a whiff of the warm, clean scent on her mother’s body. Only then did she slightly feel secure. “Mum, I dreamt that Shaoming was in a car accident. His entire body was covered in blood, and he was calling out my name.”

“Okay, it was just a dream. Didn’t Shaoming go to England on a business trip? If you are worried, then give him a call. Men are busy with their careers. You have to take good care of yourself and the child; don’t let Shao Ming worry.” Yue Wanqing comforted her.

Speaking about this, Ning Qing felt wronged. She knew of the news of him going to England for a business trip after she gave a call to ask Zhu Rui. Zhu Rui said that he left in a hurry, and he left his phone in the car.

What? If he really had her inside his heart, didn’t he know to give her some news? It had already been an entire week.

He was the magnificent Young Master Lu. The distance between them was never greater than the distance of a phone call.

Ning Qing pouted her pink lips and was worried that her mother would worry. She donned a gentle smile and said, “Mum, I know. I will give Shaoming a call a while later. Don’t worry, Mum. I won’t be stubborn anymore, I will protect the little Young Master Lu inside my belly well.”

Yue Wanqing poked Ning Qing’s forehead with a pampering touch and said, “You haven’t given birth to it, so how do you how that it is a son? No matter whether if it’s a small fella or a little daughter, you give birth to two more. After you give birth to them, I will help you take care of them.”

Ning Qing dove into her mother’s embrace, and she acted coy while she nudged her. “Okay, Mum. I will definitely give birth to more and let you raise them in the future.”

Yue Wanqing smiled while she embraced her daughter in her arms.

The room was warm.

…

In the American hospital

“Young Master Lu, wake up. Can you see me? How many fingers are there?” The doctor in the white lab coat stretched out 4 fingers.

“Four.” Lu Shaoming’s voice was hoarse.

“That’s great Young Master Lu! You are finally awake.” The doctor helped Lu Shaoming to do a series of checks and bowed down politely to the man who was seated on the sofa reading papers at the side. “Mr Lu, Young Master Lu’s body is fine. He will be discharged after two days of rest.”

“Okay.” Lu Dinghua nodded.

The doctor brought the nurse along with him and left.

Lu Dinghua was 55 this year. He was dressed in a grey shirt and black trousers. He had the dressing of upper class American royalty, and upon a closer look, Lu Shaoming’s features were inherited mostly from his father. This man had immersed himself in the corporate world for many years, but he maintained himself well. The air on him was serious and elegant, and he looked to be only around 45.

Both his legs were crossed elegantly. He had a copy of an American financial paper. He lifted his gaze from the paper to glance at his son on the bed, and he said casually, “What are you thinking about?”

Lu Shaoming was lying on the bed. He was in a coma for 4 whole days. It had made his entire being a little weak, but he was not slow in response. His black eyes had the glow from the past, and he stared at the ceiling calmly and sharply. His thin pale lips pursed themselves lightly and he said one word, “…Nothing.”

Lu Dinghua continued to read the papers as he laughed saying, “There’s nothing?”

Lu Shaoming slowly closed his eyes. His voice was shaking slightly as he said, “… I don’t have any memories.”

Lu Dinghua’s hand that was on the papers froze, and he lifted his gaze to look on the bed. In his eyes were fear, and at the tip of his son’s eyes, there was a touch of moisture.

He closed the paper and stood up. He came in front of the bed and said, “The police said that the traffic accident could be avoided totally. Only if you steered the wheel to steer towards the right lane, then it would have been fine. Shaoming, why didn’t you avoid it?”

Lu Shaoming opened his eyes. Other than the moisture at the tip of his eyes, his expression was normal. He lifted his head to look at his own father, and he slowly broke into a smile and said, “Dad, what are you worried about? That small incident would not cost me my life. I will not die, and I also can’t bear to die.”

He still had a wife and a child.

He could not bear to do so.

Lu Dinghua listened and furrowed his eyebrows.

At this moment, a high class caregiver came to help Lu Shaoming sit up. The caregiver wanted to place a soft cushion behind him, and Lu Shaoming stretched out his hand to stop her.

He lifted the blankets to sit on the side of the bed. His legs made it two steps. At first, he felt a little faint in the head, but after two steps, he was able to walk well. He waved to tell the caregiver to leave.

He stood beside the windows and stretched out his hand to open the windows. The fresh, cold air came rushing inside. He took two breaths and said, “Dad, you are back from Europe. Where is Grandpa Zhou?”

If it was to be said that Lu Shaoming had ever felt a sliver of family affection, then it would be from Zhou Zhilei’s grandfather, the world renowned boss of wineries. Zhou Heng gave him that.

He had a good relationship with Grandpa Zhou.

“Grandma Zhou’s health isn’t too good, her old illness is back. Grandpa Zhou rushed back to take care of her.”

“Oh.” Lu Shaoming nodded his head, and he turned his body sideways and looked towards Lu Dinghua and said, “Dad, what about my picture? Did you take it?”

When he got into the accident, he kept holding it in his palm.

Lu Dinghua took the photograph out. The photograph was crumpled up, but the girl’s beautiful face could still be seen clearly. Lu Dinghua was not too satisfied as he shook his head, “This is what you fell for as a 30 year old man? Why is she so young?”

“Heh.” Lu Shaoming laughed and he kntted his eyebrows slightly. “What can I do if she is just that young? Dad can take a few more looks; this is your daughter in law.”

“Shaoming, if you want to marry, you should marry a virtuous wife. The men in the Lu family have never married the person they like most, but they married the most suitable one. Men cannot be tied down by women. Looking at you especially, you don’t even want your life at any given moment because of this woman. To be honest, I don’t like this daughter in law.”

Lu Shaoming’s expression was not shocked. “Dad is correct not to like her. Where in the world does a father in law like a daughter in law? My wife only needs me to like her, and that would be enough already, including the baby in her stomach.”

He added an emphasis on the words “Wife” and “Baby”, and the meaning behind this reminder was obvious.

Lu Dinghua looked into Lu Shaoming’s eyes. The two men’s gazes collided. Lu Shaoming was calm and collected. Even when he mentioned his wife and baby, his handsome eyebrows had an obvious pampering look.

At last Lu Dinghua shrugged his shoulders and said in despair, “Ok.”

Lu Shaoming took out his phone to make a call. “Hello, secretary Zhu, I am going back today… Yes, prepare a proposal for me, the type where girls like…”

Lu Shaoming ended the call.

“Shaoming, didn’t you say that she was already your wife? What are you proposing for? You cannot pamper your wife like that; you will spoil her like this,” said Lu Dinghua who was behind him as he laughed.

“How I pamper my wife has no relevance to you, Dad. Although she is my wife, it is different. After I propose, she would be mine in the future.”

Lu Dinghua laughed and said, “Are you competing with yourself?”

Lu Shaoming placed his phone back into his pocket. He lifted his feet, walked to Lu Dinghua’s side, and stretched out his hand to snatch the photo away.

“Dad, are you going back to T City?”

“I am. Let’s go together. My son is marrying his wife, I should go take a look no matter what. Your mum has been nagging a lot recently. I heard that your wife has been battling it out with your mum until your mum was at her wits’ end. Knowing someone by their reputation can’t compare to meeting them in person. I will go to meet her.”

…

Ning Qing ended her filming on set. Xiao Zhou passed her an invitation and said, “Ning Qing, the Ou family is organizing a charity gala in the Festival City. Every powerful person from upper class society is attending. Do you want to attend?”